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Stanford "Ford" Filbrick Pines ([personal profile] cryptograms) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-07-13 06:40 pm
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Who: Ford & Closed logs
What: July Catchall
When: July
Where: Throughout Trench
onekindsoul: (And we reach our end)

[personal profile] onekindsoul 2022-08-18 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
Speaking of Ruby Rose. She's been up for awhile and had heard the loud exclamation of "Fuck." and had chosen to ignore it. Ozpin was a cranky old man and had probably lost at a game of chess or something.

Ruby gave it a shrug and went down stairs to start working on making some pancakes for breakfast. Things had been crazy this month and she was going to need all of her strength to protect people from the Reckoning's... reckoning.

It's only once she's got the pancake mix in the pan that a thought springs to her mind.

Ozpin didn't lose at chess.
Ozpin also didn't have friends.
Ozpin didn't have friends that he'd invite over.

Something was wrong.

Terribly wrong.

And she had to look into it.

She dashes back up the stairs, leaving her breakfast to burn so that she can knock on Ozpin's door with both hands.

"Ozpin!? Ozpin!?

Are you okay in there!? Sigh once if you need help- Sigh twice if you're okay!"
clocktowers: (=- free of skeletons)

[personal profile] clocktowers 2022-08-22 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
While I hope such drastic measures would not be necessary—

And there she is, as if on cue. In Ford's mind, Ozpin sighs.

You will want to head this off quickly. A simple reassurance should do.

As though either of them believe Ruby would drop anything so easily, should she be in a mood to make well-intentioned nuisance of herself. Still: one can hope.
onekindsoul: (We're the same)

[personal profile] onekindsoul 2022-08-28 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Ruby listens for the one sigh and unfortunately doesn't hear it. She does however get a verbal response and she does notice something is off. He called her Ruby. Ozpin rarely called her Ruby. It was almost always Ms.Rose even after the sheer amount of things they had been through.

She pauses briefly and while she doesn't want to assume that something terrible is happing there is a sense of worry there.

"You sure? I mean- Okay. I don't doubt you, but-" There's a pause as she gives a little sniff and realizes that something is amiss down stairs.

"If you want I'm making pancakes. You're free to come down and have some or grab a fire extinguisher. We'll probably need it for the first batch."